Chapter 165 - Zhang Ye sings “Wishing We Last Forever”! (1/2)

Why did he not want to sell?

Why was Zhang Ye so strongly against it?

The reason was because “Shuidiao Getou – When will the moon be clear and bright” was a very mature song in Zhang Ye’s world. It was called “Wis.h.i.+ng We Last Forever“. The original singer was Teresa Teng. It was one the songs that shot her to fame and it was extremely popular everywhere. The composer was Liang Hongzhi. Later on, the Heavenly Queen, Faye Wong, also covered it as well. If one had to determine who amongst Teresa Teng and Faye Wong sang it better, it was hard to decide. Amongst the older generation, Teresa Teng was more popular. But amongst the young generation, Faye Wong’s “Wis.h.i.+ng We Last Forever” was more famous. Faye Wong’s voice was clearer and elegant, so it suited Su s.h.i.+’s poem very well.

This song had been ingrained in Zhang Ye’s heart, and it was one of his most favorite songs. Hence, how could he let a bunch of composers blindly compose for it?

Listen to these three songs.

One was too pop-like, one was too obscure, and one was too rock-like.

What sort of c.r.a.ppy tunes were these? The song had been ruined by them!

Of course, maybe it was because Zhang Ye was a bit more extreme. He was not from this world, so he naturally had special feelings for his own world. It was the same feeling as for certain locations. Many people would think that things from their hometown were much better, and they were the things that made them proud. This was the reason why Zhang Ye looked down on the level of music of this world. If one took an objective stance, the three tunes were not bad, especially the first tune, which was composed by w.a.n.g Ge. It was even very catchy and it could be considered a pretty good tune.

However, Zhang Ye felt that it was not enough. In fact, it was far from enough!

For copyrights, Zhang Ye thought very highly of them. He relied on them mostly for a living. It was also the essence that allowed him to take root in this world. Every work’s copyright was meaningful to him, as they were too important. Zhang Ye sometimes also thought of not doing anything for a month, and just writing out all the lyrics from his world using the Memory Search Capsule. With the novels and movie scripts, would he become more famous faster if he threw all of them at this world?

The answer was yes, but it could also be no. Yes, because a portion of his works would definitely receive the attention of others, causing his fame to increase greatly. As for no, it was like killing the golden goose. Even if he became famous for a short period of time, people were not dumb. If he threw all these works out in one go, they would also be suspicious. Also, there could be a chance that they would feel fatigue from an aesthetic point of view. If Zhang Ye created anything else in the future, people would treat it as if it were to be expected, and they would not place much attention to them. From then on, he would only decline. And once all his original copyrights were used up, what was he to rely on, without any works he could write or produce?

Hence, Zhang Ye treated every copyright very seriously. He wanted to do it slowly, so as to let every work from his world reach its fullest extent. It would also maximize his bid to become famous. So he could not bombard everything at one go because that was undesirable and unsustainable. He had to use every work wisely!

Fang Weihong frowned, “Teacher Zhang, please consider them again. I personally think w.a.n.g Ge’s tune is good. Sister Zhang also thought so, too, when she heard it previously.”

Zhang Ye smiled bitterly, “It’s not that I’m not helping, it’s because it’s really not good.”

Feeling doubted, w.a.n.g Ge could not help but turn mad, “What part of it is not good?”

“The melody is not good. It doesn’t match it well.” Zhang Ye said whatever he felt. It was not the time and place for him to mince his words.

w.a.n.g Ge looked at him with a blackened face, “Teacher Zhang Ye, if we are talking about literary level, I’m inferior to you. Everyone in this room added up would be inferior to you. Everyone admits this, nor is there any reason to doubt you. You are an expert in literature. This we all agree on. But when talking about music, when we talk about music as an art, I believe anyone here knows it better than you and understands more than you. You can’t deny that, right?”

When Zhang Ye heard this, he was amused. He did not mind saying that he didn’t know music himself, but he could not accept it when others said it to him. Who are you? Do I know you? “That might not necessarily be true.”

w.a.n.g Ge was stunned before laughing, “Really? I really don’t believe that!”

Zhang Yuanqi looked at him, “Little w.a.n.g, why are you talking to Teacher Zhang like that?”

“Sister Zhang, I’m not convinced! I have been doing music for seven to eight years! People can doubt me in anything except my attainment and level in music!” w.a.n.g Ge had spent a lot of time on the lyrics, and he had composed the tune for half a month before producing a satisfying piece of work. However, Zhang Ye’s simple word of it being not nice and a simple word of not selling his copyright made all his efforts over the past few days be in vain. It would be a wonder if he was in agreement with that!

Zhang Yuanqi was a friendly Heavenly Queen in front of them, “Alright, Little w.a.n.g. Restrain that att.i.tude of yours by a bit. This is Teacher Zhang’s work, so he has the right to decide who the lyrics belongs to.”

w.a.n.g Ge was still unconvinced, as he said, “But he… ”

Fang Weihong turned angry, “Just because Sister Zhang is being nice, you are still continuing on? If you have anything to say, say it to me!”

w.a.n.g Ge turned silent. They were not afraid of Sister Zhang, as they knew that the Heavenly Queen never stared angrily at people. She was especially nice to anyone, but the manager, Sister Fang, was not someone that was easy to speak to.

Zhang Yuanqi patted Fang Weihong’s arm, “It’s fine. You don’t have to go to that point.”

After criticizing w.a.n.g Ge, Fang Weihong changed tunes and turned towards Zhang Ye, “If you think it’s unsatisfactory, you can get Little w.a.n.g or the other two composers to change it. Wherever needs changes, you can just tell them. When you are satisfied, we can talk about the copyright transfer. So don’t be in a hurry to say no. We really like your poem, or we would not have formed a team to work on this matter for the past half month.”

Zhang Ye smacked his lips, “I have other uses for this poem, so… ”